Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 85 The concubine cannot do so

  The couple watched Yaren leave, Tan Anjun rubbed his little wife's black hair, as smooth as silk, it tasted so good! 

  "Let's go." 

  "Where are we going now?" Yang Lan'er tilted her head and asked. 

  Looking at the scorching sun, Tan Anjun frowned unwittingly: "Mistress, let's go back to the inn for lunch first." " 

  Oh, okay, let's get back." Back today, he should try his best to come back today . 

  "Well, what do we want to buy?" 

  Yang Lan'er lowered her head and walked over while thinking, there are too many items to buy, and she also has to consider what they will bring back, rubbing her temples, worrying about trivial matters. , and a headache! 

  Stick to the important and indispensable. 

  Passing through an alley, Yang Lan'er turned around when she heard a clanging sound inside, and turned around. 

  Tan Anjun did not hear footsteps behind him, looking back, he saw his little wife turn into an alley, so he had no choice but to hurry and follow. 

  Stepping into the house, the heat wave hit me directly. Looking around, a master was hitting on the corner, and various semi-finished or finished products were scattered on the other side. 

  “Master, do you have a knife for woodworking?” 

  The blacksmith stopped when he heard that voice. “Do you want to make a carpentry tool?” 

  Yang Lan'er turned towards the blacksmith, her pupils narrowed slightly, and saw that the man was tall and strong, with his upper body bare, and the muscles on both of his arms bulging. that he was strong enough, with a pair of ungrateful and majestic tiger eyes, a face full of beards, and disheveled hair, why did he look like Zhang Fei? 

  Could this be the original version of Zhang Fei?The image of this person having to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and it was a blacksmith's waste here. 

  Why is he so carefree? Shaking his head, he put that thought behind him.

  Yeah, hold on a second." Turning around, he fiddled with this and that in another corner, and found many knives when. 

  Yang Lan'er looked around, cutting tools: saws, chisels, axes, shovels, etc., large, medium, and small in various models. Grinding tools: planer, drill, miser, etc. Wide, narrow, thin and thick suitable for all kinds of grinding. Survey and mapping tools: ink fountain, ruler, gauge, scribe, etc. 

  “How many sets is this?” Yang Lan'er asked, seeing that there was a copper basin beside him, he picked it up and looked at it, and there was nothing to say about the craft. 

  “You want this set of twelve taels of silver.” The dark blacksmith's face was slightly red, and now this set of tools could not be purchased in the year of the disaster, and had been here for nearly two years. Now that the woman bought it properly, however, she did not ask for more of her silver. The more the blacksmith thought about it, the more he felt that it was true, and the red hue on his face gradually receded. 

  "Where is this copper pot? Where's the iron pot?" Yang Lan'er waved the copper pot, and pointed to the large iron pot on the ground next to him. 

  "Two taels of silver for a copper basin, and three taels of silver for a large iron pot. I quoted the real price and did not ask much," the blacksmith hurriedly explained, afraid that the woman would bid. 

  Yang Lan'er smiled slightly, "OK, I want everything, how do I get this set of tools?" " 

  Oh, wait a minute." The blacksmith dug an old bamboo basket from a corner, packed all the tools, and handed it to the male woman behind. 

  Tan Anjun took out a bamboo basket and pursed his lips: "This is the silver, let's go." " 

  Here, here it is, a total of seventeen taels." Yang Lan'er inserted the iron man, one ten taels of silver bars, one five taels of silver bars and two taels of silver. 

  Seizing the copper basin from the cheap husband, "Let's go" 

  "Lan'er, get it for your husband." 

  "In exchange, I'll take the iron pot?" Yang Lan'er gestured to pick up the iron pot . 

  "You should take the copper basin." 

  Seeing that the cheap husband was compromising, Yang Lan'er quietly pulled his hand, which was more or less the same, leaving his empty hand, but the man's body was covered in objects, he just wanted to say: This concubine can't do it!